Dear Diary,
My brother-in-law is a real jerk. He sent me to get this prophet so he could- and I quote- "find out who his parents are." What kind of guy doesn't know who his parents are? But since he's the king, I did as he told me. Once I got Tiresias, to come out of the cave he lives in (which took two hours, mind you), he said he was too frail to walk all the way to Thebes. So guess what I had to do. I carried the old man half the way there!
And after I busted my butt to do what Oedipus said, he starts accusing me of plotting against him! What the heck! I don't even know where he gets half of his crazy conspiracy theories from. My sister, of course, intervened on my behalf, but that didn't get rid of Oedious' lingering suspicion that I was out to get him. And then we all find out the Oedipus is actually my nephew, and my sister kills herself. And the moron stabs his eyes with her hairpins. Yeah. Today was great.
I love the snarky voice you gave Creon in your journal. I could so see him writing this in his diary. His voice sort of foreshadows his craziness in Antigone when he doesn't allow her to bury the body of her brother who fought for his claim to the throne. Creon is definitely not my favorite character in this tragedy.
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